The story of racket

The story of a racket 1 There is a table tennis racket in my bookcase, which is a horizontal racket. Although the black rubber surface has faded a little, it was given to me by my uncle who played hundreds of games and won the amateur table tennis championship in Beijing. I have always treasured it.

Perhaps influenced by my uncle, or perhaps because I was very ill since I was a child, I began to contact table tennis at the age of three and fell in love with it deeply. Table tennis is a sport that combines rigidity with flexibility. It is not as crazy as football, not as exciting as tennis, and not as intense as wrestling, but it has a charm that has always attracted me. I remember at that time, I was not as tall as the table tennis table. While my uncle was practicing, I was practicing on the side. What others think is extremely boring, but I enjoy it. It was the national emblem on my uncle's sportswear that inspired me. When I was four years old, my uncle won the amateur table tennis championship in Beijing. Later, I retired because of my age and gave my uncle a champion racket, which was when I officially "went on stage". My uncle taught me to play ball himself. I can't tell you how proud I am. Sometimes when I am tired, he massages my wrist. Sometimes I cheat, and he gives me patience to explain the skills; Sometimes when I find an excuse not to practice, he arouses my enthusiasm by challenging me. Anyway. He has always encouraged me to study. I not only strengthened my physique, but also honed my tenacious perseverance.

Six years later, I not only improved my skills, but also won many games with my uncle's racket. He has won the champion of the community children's table tennis competition and the runner-up of the school district youth table tennis competition, which can be described as "strong generals have no weak soldiers". In a recent competition, I just lost and turned the tables on it. I always thought my uncle's racket was amazing. When I get my grades, I will thank the racket. When I am in trouble, I will take out my uncle's racket and let it give me courage.

I like table tennis. I cherish the racket that gives me strength at this moment.

A racket story 2 I have a beloved table tennis racket, which my father gave me on my tenth birthday. The front of the racket is red, and the colloidal particles of millet are arranged in an orderly manner. It feels numb and soft, and it has excellent elasticity. The rubber on the back is black and shiny. Such a good racket was almost lost once and returned to the hands dramatically. The story about the racket is really interesting!

One afternoon this spring, the school organized a grade table tennis competition in response to the "sunshine sports activities for hundreds of millions of young students in China", and now my skills have finally been displayed. In the game, I attack quickly and hang lightly. During the fast break, the ball is like a flash of lightning, which makes the opponent hard to prevent; During the light lift, the ball flicked from left to right, which made the opponent unable to parry ... Hahahaha, I easily entered the semi-final of the next day.

After school, I walked into my neighbor, saw flowers smiling at me and heard birds singing to me. I couldn't hold back my joy, so I threw my racket out to catch it, and then threw it out to catch it. Suddenly, there was a quick barking from behind me. Looking back, a big black dog, with defective hair and sparkling eyes, looked at me straight. I backed away in fear, accidentally tripped, and my racket and books were scattered all over the floor. I quickly grabbed the things on the ground and ran home.

I finish my homework at night and want to practice the ball. Oh, no, why is the racket missing? There is a game tomorrow! I'll go out and look for it. I looked in the community several times, but I couldn't find it. That's my favorite thing! I was so anxious that I began to cry.

Squatting there, there is a plastic bag hanging around my neck, which is my beloved racket! At this time, the big dog seemed to recognize me, wagging its tail at me and lowering its head. I carefully removed the plastic bag, and the big dog turned away. I took out my racket and saw a note posted on it. The note reads: "Zhuang Zhuang, the dog's name is black bean." He never bites. I asked him to return the racket you lost yesterday. " The signature is: "Uncle Li on the third floor".

The racket is back! I am ecstatic. I played well in the game this day. On my way home, I met black beans again. It wagged its tail at me affectionately, and its big black eyes looked at me tenderly and barked. Dogs are so human that I'm not afraid of dogs anymore. I see, people, people and animals, people and nature should live in harmony. Because we are good friends, we live together under the same blue sky.

Now, I like my racket better!

As a table tennis fan, I already have many table tennis bats, but I cherish only one pair. Not because of its shape, but because it records such a thing.

That was when I was in the third grade. I'm going to take part in the table tennis competition. Before I left, my mother bought me a new racket. She said to me, "You should work hard in this competition and don't let me down. Believe in yourself, come on! " Pass me the racket. "When you see this racket, you will remember what I said to you. I hope you can get good grades with this racket. "

When we arrived at the competition site, we found many people, including many experts who have studied table tennis for many years. I suddenly got a chill in my heart. How easy is it to win this game?

The game has already started. According to the guessing result, I should serve first. The first trick used my most proud backspin, and I wanted to give the other side a fright first. But what I didn't expect was that the other team actually blocked the ball back. This really caught me off guard, so I lost the first goal 0-/kloc-0. I was surprised by the excellent performance of the other side, and my heart cooled a lot. Next, the other party is getting better and better. It seems that my level is really far from his. My grades are constantly changing, and my confidence is gradually declining. As a result, I lost the first game. The second game has started. For me, the situation has not improved, but has become worse. The other side won with the first sentence, and did not give in at all, leaving me no room to fight back. I lost the second game again.

At halftime, the coach reminded me that there were only five games in this game. It's like pouring a pot of cold water on my head and waking up at once. One more game and the whole game will be lost! I saw the racket and remembered my mother's words. I thought, "No, I can't lose again." In order to strengthen my confidence, I meditated repeatedly in my heart and encouraged myself: "Believe in myself, I can do it!" " !

The key game has begun. As soon as my opponent came up, the momentum continued unabated, but I tried my best to block it. The opponent seems to be dazed for a moment. We are like this, you come and go, I fight hard and never give in. But each other is not to be outdone. The ball flew back and forth on the table, and the two of us ran back and forth around the table. There is only one thought in my heart: I must not lose, I will do it if I persist! In this way, I won by thirteen to eleven.

The victory of this game gave me great confidence. In the next game, I made persistent efforts and won the fourth game.

The fifth game was the most tense, and I stared at the small table tennis. I tried my best to stop my opponent from catching up. As the score keeps changing, my heart is in my throat for fear of making any mistakes. Finally, ten to nine, twelve to eleven, thirteen to eleven! Hey! I won!

I took a long breath and looked at the racket that beat my opponent with me. I thought: You are really my good friend.

A racket story 4 I have a beautiful badminton racket, which is my long-awaited birthday present. It's soft blue and white, standard size, which I cherish very much. I hung it on the wall like an inseparable friend.

On weekdays, whenever I get a chance, I will play a game with my eldest brother. Playing badminton is my strong point. When my peers are still holding the child's pat, I have already held the standard pat, so don't mention that pride. When I play ball, I don't look at high school students who are one head taller than me, but I'm not afraid, as if there is a magical power supporting me. When I play ball with my eldest brother, my ball is always very good. Under my strong smash, our score is always neck and neck. The ball is flying like a naughty child, and my mother is cheering for me. Just when I was full of confidence in the victory, an accident happened-because we pushed too hard and the racket broke. Oh, it's disappointing to lose the chain at the critical moment. I threw the racket with a whoosh. I was really angry. After a while, I calmed down and ran to get the racket. I was really distressed that such a good racket was destroyed, and tears began to swirl in my eyes. Eldest brother ran over and patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't be sad. The sporting goods store at the intersection can be repaired and has a special machine. " Without saying anything, I took my wallet, lifted my legs and ran to the store. I chose the same color thread, and the machine quickly changed the thread. I tried. Hey, as good as new. It feels good to be back on the court. I regained my fighting spirit and won two games in one fell swoop, and my heart was full of joy.

Then the racket had another little adventure. I also like to bring a racket when traveling, so I can practice my hands and make friends at any time. But I was careless again. Once I left my racket in the car and watched it drive away, only to remember that something was still on it. Can I stop? This time, it is exciting. I found a tour guide and practiced driving before I asked someone to come back from dozens of kilometers. Since then, I have been more careful to protect the recovered beat. The more you use the racket, the more comfortable it is. Just like an old friend, the more we get along, the more we have feelings. Now even if someone exchanged gold with me, I wouldn't agree. Every time I use the racket, I will clean it and put it across the wall, which has a certain decorative effect on me.

Now every time I see it, I will think of some past events. At the same time, this also makes me an amateur badminton player, very excited when I see handsome players waving long poles and standing on the podium. I think exercise is everyone's wish. My racket has made great contributions to my exercise and brought a lot of happiness to my spare time, so it occupies a very important position in my mind.

The story of a racket 5 I have a racket, and a very interesting thing happened to this racket.

Once, my brother and I went to the table tennis hall to play table tennis, and we played for a long time. When we are tired, we go to our seats to have a rest. At this time, I casually put the racket on the seat and asked my brother, "Are you hungry?" ? Go out and buy something to eat when you are hungry. "My brother said happily," I'm a little hungry. Let's go and buy it. "So we went to the store to buy food. When we came back, we wanted to continue playing table tennis, so we went to the seat to get the racket, only to find that the racket was missing beside the seat. I was so anxious that my brother and I looked everywhere in the arena, but we still couldn't find it. At this time, I was in a good mood and suddenly became a furious the Monkey King. If only I could make "sparkling eyes", I must find out who stole my racket at once. My brother and I had no choice but to ask the staff on duty. I said to that aunt, "Did you see a racket with a five-star sword just now?" "Aunt said," I was in the store just now and saw a child holding the kind of fear you said. "My brother and I rushed to the store and asked the shopkeeper. It turned out that the child was the nephew of the shopkeeper, so we went to find the child according to the address he told us. It took a lot of effort to finally find the place. As soon as he entered the door, his brother asked his aunt, "Did your child take our racket and ask him to give it back to me? Aunt seemed to know about us and said, "Don't worry, children. My son told me that two brothers forgot their rackets when they left and were anxious to find you. "We are preparing to go out and find my aunt's children. My aunt called us back and said, "Sit down and wait for a while. My son will come back if he can't find you. Sit on the sofa for a while, and I'll get you a glass of water. "I have no choice but to sit down and wait for my brother. Time passed by, and finally, a little boy seemed to be in a hurry and said, "Mom, have you seen two brothers looking for rackets?" Aunt pointed at us. When the little boy saw us, he came over happily and returned the racket to us. He said, "You forgot to bring your racket when you went out just now. I'm five stars at first sight, so it's important to know. I want to return it to you as soon as possible. Looking for a long time, you are actually in my house! " I smiled and said, "thank you so much, you are so sensible!" " "

This racket was recovered in this way, and I have always kept it well.

The story of a racket 6 In my study, there is a brightly colored racket. This racket has been hanging here for two years. Although it has been a long time, its color is still so bright and there is no sign of being worn out.

The appearance of the racket is very delicate, mainly orange and yellow. The net cable of badminton racket is mainly green, with two capital letters sl in the middle, representing victory. Every time I see it, my mind will recall the scene three years ago.

I remember it was a sunny noon and everyone was doing their homework. At this time, the head teacher, Mr. Ding, said to us with a big smile: "Students, tell everyone a good news. The annual sports meeting in our school is about to begin." In order to win glory for our class, I hope everyone will sign up enthusiastically. " Suddenly the classroom seemed to explode, and the whole class cheered together. I was extremely happy. I went home and told my mother. My mother said, "it's a good thing to have a sports meeting, but you should actively sign up." Since you signed up, you have to pay more than others to win. Because today's society is a competitive society, there are too many people who are better than you. The so-called "there is a sky outside, there is someone outside" is the truth. If you don't practice well, you will make a fool of yourself. " I thought about it and thought that my mother was right, so I started my hard training course.

Every Saturday and Sunday at noon, my parents will take me to practice playing badminton, and so on, day after day. Seeing that the game is about to start, my mood becomes tense. I took part in the competition with anxiety, and the result can be imagined. I didn't win the first place, only the third place. When I stood on the platform, I cried. It was sad tears. Being the third place is not a comfort to me. After getting off the stage, the teacher said to me, "It doesn't matter. You still have a chance. You can take part in the next sports meeting. "

Since then, I have practiced playing badminton every day. I remember once in the badminton court, my mouth was broken and I had several stitches. Another time I broke my head. There are many such things, but I never give up. The belief that you will succeed if you work hard has always supported me. During that time, I felt that time passed slowly, just like after a year, I finally looked forward to the annual school sports meeting. This time, I succeeded. Tears are tears of joy. The teacher gave me this racket to encourage me. I have always kept the memory behind it and the racket.

Through this competition, I understand a truth: no matter what you do, you must have strong and unyielding perseverance. You will win only if you are willing to pay.

The story of a racket 7 On my small bookshelf, there is my beloved badminton racket, which was given to me by my mother on my birthday last year. It is this little racket, and there is another meaningful thing between me and it.

The handle of the badminton racket is pink, the racket frame is green and the net is golden yellow, with a picture of a pig on it. I like them very much.

Last summer vacation, I took my beloved badminton racket and played badminton with my sister on the grass. My sister fell in love with my racket when she saw it. We started playing badminton. I hit the badminton five meters away from us at once, and my sister went to pick it up. When she came back, I noticed that the grass had been trampled by us. At this time, I deliberately touched my sister's head and messed up her hair, which made my sister very unhappy. Then I said to her, "Sister, you won't be happy if I mess up your hairstyle. What if we step on the grass? " My sister looked at me and seemed to realize something. "Then let's play on the path."

Just as we were having fun, my sister saw the little dragonfly and said, "I want to catch a little dragonfly." I didn't speak. Bang, something hit our badminton racket. My sister shouted, "It's a dragonfly!" "I looked at it, indeed. The little dragonfly's head got stuck in the racket net, and it flapped its wings hard to fly out of the net. I said to my sister, "Let's get the little dragonfly's head out together, and then let it fly and let it find its own family. "My sister disagreed with me and shouted," No, I want to play with the little dragonfly. "I thought about it and said to my sister," No, let the little dragonfly find its family! "! If you can't find your parents, will you be very sad? "My sister finally agreed with me. I went home and got a pair of scissors. When I cut the net of the racket, the little dragonfly flew away. My sister said to the little dragonfly, "goodbye, friend!" " "The little dragonfly seems to understand her sister's words, flapping its wings and flying back to us, as if to say," Goodbye, little friend! " "After a while, it flew away.

How interesting this matter is. My little sister learned to play ball on this day, and my new racket was cut by me on this day, but I am still very happy because I know how to care for the animals around me and protect them. If all the small animals disappear, our world will lose its joy and laughter.

A racket story 8 I have a beautiful badminton racket, which was a gift from my brother on my tenth birthday. There was an episode when the racket was mentioned.

My brother likes playing badminton very much. Whenever I watch him waving a badminton racket, the snow-white badminton shuttles back and forth in the air, as if it were a bird in the sunset. How envious I am!

How I long to have my own badminton racket. My parents didn't buy it for me. They think I can finish another set of questions when I have time to play badminton. Besides, I'm very nervous about my study now. I saw that my parents were hopeless, so I went to ask grandpa again. Grandpa said I was too young, so he gave me an old badminton racket. At that time, I didn't care whether it was a new badminton racket or an old one. I am happy to go downstairs with a badminton racket, but the old badminton racket has no toughness at all. Alas! The most exasperating thing is that I don't even have an opponent, ah! I am so helpless. Without proper means, I turned the badminton racket upside down as a crutch to imitate grandma's walking.

Once my brother came to my house to play and saw my "grandma's crutch" and said with a smile, "Your badminton racket can be put in the history museum as a cultural relic!" I was angry and funny after listening to it. Yes, who called it an old badminton racket?

Every time I have a rest, my mother gives me many lessons. I have no time to play, let alone play ball.

On my tenth birthday, my brother gave me a badminton racket, and I was very happy.

Due to lack of exercise, my sports performance is declining. Finally, my mother's attitude towards me changed. I am asked to take part in more sports activities instead of always sitting at my desk reading.

Once, I was writing an Olympic math problem, and my mother said to me with a big smile, "Come and have a rest, and I'll accompany you out to play ball." I thought I heard wrong, and deliberately said, "But we are nervous about our studies, how can we fall behind others?" ! Mom quickly said, "Physical exercise is also important." Then he came downstairs with me.

A badminton racket has brought unusual changes to my study and life. I hope this badminton racket can accompany me all the way to junior high school and high school. ...

The story of the racket Every child will have one of his most cherished things, maybe a beautiful toy, maybe a blonde Barbie doll, maybe a picture book full of childlike interest ... My most cherished thing is a very ordinary tennis racket, but even this faded racket contains a story that I will never forget. It was a sunny Sunday, and it was the day of regular training for our tennis team.

However, my mood was not as bright as the weather that day, because the coach just announced a news that made me uneasy: in order to ensure the teaching quality of the tennis team, our team will hold a knockout match. Players with poor skills cannot stay in the team. This is a great shock to me. Although the coach often praised me for my good coordination and understanding, I caught up with and surpassed some old players in just a few weeks. But I am the youngest one after all, and sometimes I can't play steadily. Worst of all, the adult tennis racket that doesn't match my size makes me feel heavier and heavier at this time, and I am really worried that I will be eliminated. Just as I was staring at the racket in a daze, Pippi suddenly came up to me quietly and said, "What happened? Do you have confidence? " Pippi is a very helpful little girl. The dark round doll has a pair of big eyes on her face and is very cute when she smiles. Although she is the worst player in the team, everyone likes her because she always has a happy smile on her face. "I have no idea. Why do you think this racket is so awkward today? " I replied in dismay. Pippi took the racket from my hand and looked at it. He muttered in a low voice, "A small circle like mine will suit you." Say that finish, smiled at me and walked away. After a while, Pippi came up to me with his faded but still stroking racket and said, "Feifei, this racket is just right for you." I looked up and looked at her doubtfully. She seemed to have guessed my thoughts and said, "Today is my last tennis lesson. Coach talked to my mom. I'm really not fit to play tennis. " You can play the game with my racket today. Try it. "I stared at her stupefied and couldn't say a word." I like watching you play tennis, and I will cheer for you. I'll leave you my racket as a souvenir. "She waved chubby little hands with a sunny face and forgot her own business. My eyes are wet, and I hold the racket carefully. I had a good time that day, so I stayed in the team and continued to study smoothly. Maybe Pippi's sincere friendship is cheering for me. That night, I had a dream that Pippi and I won the doubles championship in a tennis match. We were very happy, cheering and hugging each other tightly. When I woke up, I found myself holding the tennis racket Pippi left me.

I seldom saw Pippi later, but the faded racket became my most sincere friend. It often reminds me of that sunny Sunday, that lovely Pippi, and gives me a deeper understanding of friendship.

The story of a racket 10 On a sunny morning, I came to school early and saw a brand-new badminton racket on the desktop from a distance: the fiery red aluminum alloy frame revealed a lively and cheerful atmosphere, the navy blue handle looked black and shiny under the sunlight, and the milky white screen was pink with an orange "lightning" on it. "Wow, it's beautiful!" I sincerely admire, a closer look, found a grass-green note under the racket, I gently unfolded. I saw a few lines of lowercase letters written on it.

Do you have time to play baseball after school? See you at the "old place" in the southeast corner of the playground. Don't stand me up!

"Little people ignore, steamed stuffed bun Chen"

Seeing this, I have understood seven or eight points in my heart: I had a conflict with my other half a few days ago (that is, "the dog ignored me, steamed stuffed bun Chen"), and she definitely wanted to make up with me by doing so. "Raise your limbs in favor!" I responded to her with a smile. After all, for a "badminton madman" like me, in the days when I didn't play with my partner in recent days, every day felt like a year, not to mention that we were inseparable friends.

So, after school, Chen Mengyao and I skipped to the training ground in the southeast corner of the playground, holding a lux badminton racket every day. Facing the warm spring breeze, I gently threw a badminton, and then raised the racket and gave it a hard blow. "Hey!" This ball is like a white bird, flying towards Chen Mengyao. Not to be outdone, she jumped high with a hard push and gave me a "smash"! I made another "Fishing for the Moon in the Sea" and "saved" the ball. With the swing of the racket, I only feel my heart beating faster, my whole body burning, an arc fading out on my cheeks and a "giggle" sound in my throat. I know, I'm laughing! I feel the joy of sports and the sweetness of friendship! Under this blue sky, in this big playground, Chen Mengyao and I ran, waved and sweated heartily ... and our previous contradiction had already been dispelled by the brilliance of the sports goddess.

When waving goodbye, Chen Mengyao suddenly thrust the racket into my arms in a hurry. I grabbed her and said, "Why did you give it to me?" Who's with who? That thing, I have long forgotten! What's more, the friendship between us is "real gold is not afraid of fire" ... Before the words were finished, Chen Mengyao smiled and "rewarded" a chestnut on my forehead: you little fool, are you suffering from amnesia? Today is your birthday! This racket is also my birthday present to you! "

I suddenly realized, patted my forehead, looked at the racket in my arms and joked, "Hey, look at my memory, I can't even remember my birthday. However, I am also a "fool is blessed". Not only do I have a close friend like you, but I also accidentally got a beautiful racket! "

The story of a racket 1 1 I have a beloved badminton racket, which can be said to have made great contributions to me. Although it is "black and blue", I still can't bear to throw it away, because it contains many vivid stories.

This racket was a gift from my father when I was 7 years old. At that time, he said to me, "Take a good exercise." Since then, I've been desperately watching badminton games whenever I have time, constantly simulating the movements of players. It is not easy to practice a seemingly simple action. Through my continuous efforts, my badminton skills are getting higher and higher, and I realize that I must have the spirit of perseverance and not being afraid of difficulties in doing anything.

I remember once, my grandfather and I played badminton, and the game was very good. If I lose, I will be replaced. The game has started. I tried my best to spin the badminton and jumped up at once. I pulled hard with all my strength and the racket broke. I looked at the broken racket and suddenly felt a little sad. After all, it won the game for me. Grandpa saw my dejected look and said, "I'll buy you a new racket!" " "I hesitated for a moment and said to my grandfather," I still can't bear to part with this old photo. It brings me a lot of happiness. You better fix it for me! "

After many troubles, the badminton racket was finally repaired. There are many colorful silk threads tied between the strings of this racket, but other places are still the same, just looking colorful, which does not prevent me from playing.

Once my classmates and I played badminton downstairs. My classmate saw my racket and said, "You still play with that broken racket, let your mother buy another one!" " "He said jokingly," Can't your family even afford a badminton racket? " I said, "it's not that I am stingy or have no money to buy a racket, but that this racket has taught me how to play badminton;" "He also taught me to persevere in everything and finally win; He also taught me to overcome my shortcomings with my own strengths ... He helped me so much, how can I throw it away easily?

After listening to my words, my classmates bowed their heads in shame and said, "I will cherish those who helped me in the future." "I also believe that people must know how to cherish everything they have.